After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine

Not long after Jiang Suizhou woke up the next day, he saw Huo Wujiu coming.

He was full of energy, and he slept well the night before. But it was obviously summer, and he came in with a damp and cold air, as if he had rolled in the imperial garden before sunrise.

Jiang Suizhou couldn't help but glanced at him more.

"What?" Huo Wujiao asked when he saw him staring at himself.

Jiang Suizhou met his gaze, only to see a dark blue underneath a pair of scorching eyes.

Jiang Suizhou's eyebrows were beating, and the nervousness that was a bit close to nostalgia disappeared for a while.

He couldn't help but smile.

"Did you sleep well last night?" he asked.

Huo Wujiao subconsciously denied it: "Sleep well."

Jiang Suizhou didn't speak, but his eyes stopped at the bottom of his black eyes.

Huo Wujiao seemed to have noticed something, cleared his throat, and sat down beside his bed solemnly: "It's just that there was something urgent at night, so I didn't sleep for long."

Jiang Suizhou smiled lightly, and didn't entangle him with this anymore.

At this moment, the people who come in and out of his palace are all the servants who come in to arrange breakfast and tidy up the palace. Huo Wugui, the original palace resident, didn't dare to use it, so these people were all brought in from the Jing Palace. Fortunately, they are very thin, and there are few masters to serve, so they have enough manpower.

There were so many people, and neither of them said anything else for a while.

The morning sunlight penetrated in, Jiang Suizhou raised his eyes and saw Huo Wujiu sitting on the chair beside the bed in the backlight, watching him quietly.

His sitting posture is not regular, his legs crossed arbitrarily, and his body is leaning back, in an extremely casual and leisurely appearance.

His eyes seemed to be hot.

Jiang Suizhou subconsciously shifted his gaze and looked down at the gold thread on the quilt instead.

Huo Wugui's deep laughter was heard.

He didn't know it, the early morning sunlight fell on his face, illuminating his eyelashes transparently, and it seemed to shine in Huo Wugui's eyes. He only felt that he stayed outside the door all night, in exchange for this early morning look, was the most valuable thing he had done in his life.

Jiang Suizhou cleared his throat, his ears were a little feverish, and he lowered his eyes to change the subject and said, "I don't know yet, how is Lin'an now?"

Huo Wujiu responded and said, "It's all right inside and outside the city. You don't have to worry about anything, just take care of your illness."

Jiang Suizhou was about to ask again when he saw Wei Kai coming in, holding a bowl of dark concoction in his hand.

It's time for him to drink the medicine.

For a time, the aroma of the food floating in the palace room was overwhelmed by the smell of medicine. Jiang Suizhou's eyebrows moved, and he sat up straight, resigning.

But without waiting for him to move, Huo Wujiu got up first, supported his shoulders with one hand, and pulled him over the pillow on the side with the other, leaning him on the bed.

"As a snack." Huo Wujiao whispered. "Don't get involved in the wound."

The refreshing saponaria scent mixed with the iron smell of armor, firmly caged Jiang Suizhou in place.

He lowered his eyes a little uncomfortably, letting Huo Wujiao play around.

Seeing Wei Kai standing beside him, about to hand over the tray in his hand, he saw Huo Wujiu picking up the bowl.

Then, Huo Wujiu sat on the edge of the bed and scooped out a spoonful of medicine awkwardly, blowing cold.

He couldn't hold his breath, and a spoonful of medicine was blown back into the bowl by him, leaving only a pitiful little bit on the bottom of the spoon.

Jiang Suizhou looked in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth could not help but let out a very soft laugh.

Seeing Huo Wujiu raised his eyes and glanced at him, he perseveringly scooped up another spoonful of medicine.

Jiang Suizhou hurriedly said, "Forget it, I'll do it myself."

As he said, he stretched out his hand to pick it up.

Huo Wujiu hid next to him: "You still have injuries on your body."

Jiang Suizhou said warmly: "It's not really immobile. Give it to me when you want to drink it."

He has been here for half a year, and he has been accustomed to drinking a mess of medicines for a long time. No matter what kind of medicine, it is extremely bitter. Instead of being tortured one by one, it is better to drink it in one gulp.

Huo Wujiu was obviously uneasy, and it took a moment to reluctantly hand the bowl to Jiang Suizhou's hand.

Jiang Suizhou put the jade spoon aside in the bowl, blew it, and slowly drank the warm concoction.

He moved carefully but smoothly, but his eyebrows were still tightening involuntarily. He only took care of the bowl of medicine in his hand, and didn't notice that Huo Wujiu wrinkled his brows as he wrinkled.

Finally, when the bowl of medicine reached the bottom, Jiang Suizhou put down the medicine bowl and heaved a sigh of relief.

But before he was relieved, Huo Wujiu suddenly thrust something into his mouth. Suddenly, an overflowing sweetness spread in his mouth, as if trying to drive away all the bitterness remaining in his mouth.

It is a peeled grape.

Jiang Suizhou looked up and saw that Huo Wujiu pulled a small table by the bed at some point. The tribute fruits on the table are the grapes from the Western Regions a few days ago.

Huo Wujiu stuffed one and peeled off the second one.

When peeling grapes, his hands were obviously not as skillful as pulling a bow. He seemed to have a grudge against the grapes. When he tore off the skin, he already crushed the grapes.

Before Jiang Suizhou could speak, another grape fell into his mouth.

Jiang Suizhou hurriedly swallowed the grapes, and hurriedly stopped him and said, "No, it's not too bitter."

Where is so gold and expensive? He used to drank his own medicine, and just made a flush of tea. He is such a big man, and he is not afraid of hardship.

But Wei Kai, who was next to him, chuckled.

"The prince doesn't know, our general is the most afraid of hardship."

Jiang Suizhou looked up and saw that Huo Wujiu also raised his eyes from the plate of grapes, his hands were stained with grape juice, his eyes were fierce, and he was staring at Wei Kai as a warning.

I saw Wei Kai chuckling and quickly continued: "The general never got sick when he was a child. Once he gets sick, no one can put medicine in his mouth. It's useless if the old man is so angry that he will hit him straight. Fleeing the house with a fever, he wants to escape. Maybe he is afraid of hardship himself, so he is afraid of hardship too, right?"

"The skin is tight, or do you think your head is sinking on your shoulders?" When Huo Wujiao interrupted him, he already gritted his teeth. "Don't get out yet!"

Wei Kai smiled and ran away.

Huo Wujiu turned his head back with a sullen face, and saw Jiang Suizhou looking at him with a smile.

"He's talking nonsense." Huo Wujiao blurted out.

But Jiang Suizhou looked like he didn't believe it at first glance.

"I didn't actually see it." Jiang Suizhou said with a smile. "When you first came to the palace, I also saw you drink medicine?"

Huo Wujiu only hated Wei Kai's broken mouth.

Who can like to drink medicine, such a bitter thing is delicious? He takes a sip to get sick, but such a big person, can't be foolish like he did when he was a child, right?

He doesn't like to drink medicine, but he doesn't like to be ashamed.

But to Shangjiang Suizhou's smiling face, he couldn't get angry at all. Instead, his anger was softly turned into spring water.

...Just blame the person in front of you for being a bit too inviting.

He was clearly fierce, but Jiang Suizhou was not scared at all, just looking at him and smiling. Huo Wujiu grinds his teeth, and leaning over after a while, he wipes the grape juice from his thumb on Jiang Suizhou's lips in a fierce manner.

"Is it so fun, still laugh!"

The one who was clearly gritted his teeth, but also stained with an indelible smile.

——

Jiang Suizhou had only an illusion, as if a big dog suddenly appeared beside him.

Although he didn't make a sound, he always whirled around him quietly, licking him secretly from time to time, and he was happy to have fun.

He didn't know where this illusion came from. After all, before that, he had spent some time with Huo Wujiao day and night, eating and living together, nothing unusual.

Huo Wujiu stayed on the edge of his bed that day, drank the medicine with him first, and ate breakfast with him. Because Huo Wujiu's eyes were tight, Jiang Suizhou was forced to use half a bowl of porridge, and his stomach was so strong and hot for a while that people wanted to doze off.

At this moment, Wei Kai turned back again.

"General," he said. "General Lou has returned from Yangzhou."

Huo Wujiu narrowed his eyebrows.

The situation in Beijing was urgent two days ago. When the forces were divided yesterday, he was short of generals. Yangzhou was very close to Lin'an, and the defenders of Yangzhou had an old relationship with Lou Yue. Yesterday he asked Lou Yue to lead his troops to deal with Yangzhou and surrounding counties.

When he came back at this time, things must have been done. That being the case, some of their private accounts must also be calculated.

Huo Wujiu responded, and then stood up, bowed and said to Jiang Suizhou: "I have something to deal with, and I will come back tonight."

Jiang Suizhou saw the slight change in his expression.

Although he still looks as usual, his overall aura is a bit cold, and he is quite aggressive to find someone to settle accounts after Qiuhou.

He quickly asked: "What's the matter?"

Huo Wujiu just vaguely went over: "It's nothing."

Jiang Suizhou had a vague guess.

Before Huo Wujiu left a few days ago, he also told him that Lou Yue would protect him in the city. But Lou Yue's hand couldn't reach the palace after all, and the Lord suddenly got the news before them in the future, and it was unexpected that he was detained in the palace.

Jiang Suizhou was a little worried that what Huo Wujiu said to deal with was this matter.

"You tell the truth." Jiang Suizhou said. "What are you going to do with Lou Yue?"

Huo Wujiu didn't say anything, as if he had acquiesced to Jiang Suizhou's guess.

Jiang Suizhou sighed and explained in a warm voice: "If it was because I was detained by Jiang Shunheng that day, it would be unnecessary. General Lou was also very caring about me, but the palace was heavily guarded and his men were outside the city. In an emergency, he was helpless, and it was reasonable. What's more, he still threatened Pang Shao? If not, it is impossible to say whether Jiang Shunheng can keep me for a few days."

Huo Wujiu lowered his eyes and his voice lowered.

"Don't talk nonsense," he said.

"So, are you going to find Lou Yue to settle the account?" Jiang Suizhou asked.

He saw Huo Wujiu's ferocious aura just now, and he weakened for a while, like a big wolf with its tail hanging down.

"...But he was not careful." Huo Wugui insisted.

Jiang Suizhou said, "Even if he was taken care of then, what can he do? Will he be detained in the palace with me?"

Huo Wujiu stopped talking.

He is very tall, standing there, he needs to lower his head to talk to Jiang Suizhou. He was a little frustrated at the moment, and his head down looked a little pitiful, which made people want to touch his head for a while and give him a smooth flow.

"What he says is your elder." Jiang Suizhou said. "Just tell him well, don't scold him anymore. Without him, you and me alone would not be able to do what we are today, right?"

Huo Wujiu was silent for a moment, then whispered.

"It's as scary as I am," he said. "I don't want to kill him, and I want you to intercede so much."

Jiang Suizhou chuckled.

In all fairness, who is not afraid of Huo Wujiu's appearance outside? In his posture just now, he was really afraid that Huo Wujiu would make an impulse to kill Lou Yue.

Huo Wujiu was even more unconvinced when he laughed like this.

He turned his head and glanced at Wei Kai, and Wei Kai ran away with a wink. Then, he turned his head back, leaned over, and put one hand on the pillow on the inner side of Jiang Suizhou's bed.

In an instant, the shadow was suppressed, and Jiang Suizhou was enveloped under him.

A sense of oppression suddenly rushed to his face, causing Jiang Suizhou to feel a little breathless for a while.

"...What are you doing?" His smile froze, and his words squatted with nervousness.

Huo Wujiu leaned over, with his arms on his sides, and when he lowered his head, his forehead was almost touching his forehead.

"It's okay to listen to you."

As soon as the aggrieved look on his face receded, the sense of oppression immediately rose by several dimensions.

In this sense of oppression, there was an indescribable ambiguity.

He spoke in a low voice.

"Then you have to give me some rewards in exchange, right?"

The author has something to say: Everyone praised General Huo for having a good in-house helper, and disciplined the fierce General Huo to be proficient in benevolence, justice and etiquette.

His Royal Highness leaned on his waist and cursed at the mansion.

How easy is it for you to tie a wild wolf?